Tenth Doctor and Rose (commission rendered in pastel on paper - not finished yet!)
Tenth Doctor Drawings
To say I’m upset about Matt Smith leaving Doctor Who would be an understatement - and I love drawing him. He has the most unusual and beautiful and striking face. These are some of my drawings of him as The Doctor.
The Day of the Doctor Review/Critique by Claudia Boleyn
I am considering renaming The Day of the Doctor, ‘The Day of Steven Moffat and yet another reason why he should step down as showrunner right now before it is too late, which it already may be.’
And for once, I am not being dramatic. Saturday’s much anticipated night of entertainment left many Whovians with a bad taste in their mouths. It left us scratching our heads, pulling out our hair, and gawping at our televisions with confusion and disbelief. Tearing off our colourful scarves, throwing down our fezzes, and sniffing Ten-style, whilst giving our screens a very dirty Nine-ish side-eye.
Because it was a shambles. There is no pleasant way to put it. It was an utterly awful piece of television that I am honestly quite surprised the BBC allowed to air.
It lacked plot, characterisation, and most importantly, lacked the essence of Doctor Who.
I came away from the episode feeling majorly disappointed and betrayed. After all the hype, we had some action-film with no heart. All flash and no substance. Brilliant effects, but no emotional depth.
And I was not the only one to be saddened by this sorry state of affairs. My ask box was flooded by devastated Doctor Who fans. Tumblr was in a state of disbelief. Despite the positive reaction the reviewers were boasting of, I saw none of it. Not on Gallifrey Base, not on Tumblr, and not amongst the fans I know to be absolutely dedicated and in love with the show.
To me, the message we take from this is clear. Moffat has to go. He honestly does.
I have nothing against the man in general, but his writing simply isn’t up to scratch. The plots make no sense, the characters lack any humanity or depth, his work is littered with sexism, he has no respect for classic Who, and he’s now upsetting the classic Doctor actors.
It’s just such an almighty shame that the fiftieth fell to him, of all people. It came at a time when the writing is weak, when the characters don’t fly, when the audience is losing their connection with the Doctor.
And yet this is what was beamed out to the globe. Our television event of the year, Britain at it’s creative best, apparently.
I’m ashamed of it. I truly am. New viewers won’t want to tune back in. Old viewers are giving up watching in disgust.
Doctor Who has lost its heart and soul.
But now begins my review of the episode. The Day of the Doctor. Watched by double the population of Canada, it’s said.